~chapter 5: Missing You~
Ross looked out the window, seeing the sun begin to rise. He hadn't gotten any sleep that night, and he was kind of realizing that this wasn't the best thing that could happen to him.
Why? She took Emma. She's gone. He doesn't know where she is. He doesn't know when she will be back.
He shrugged, and thought that he might as well get up. Walking into the kitchen he went to the coffee pot, pouring a cup.
The warm coffee aroma tingled his nose, as it burned the back of his throat, as he swallowed it down.
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Rachel drove past another road sign, yawning, and thinking as she looked back at Emma, sleeping in her car seat.
Damn me...I'm such a fucking evil bitch. Why? She shook her head. She felt as if she was doing the wrong thing. Going the wrong way. Doing everything wrong. And she was. She'd lied to Ross. Her baby's father. The man she once loved. The man that once loved her. Everything's complicated.
Rachel passed the WELCOME TO FLORIDA road sign, as she sighed, realizing she was closer and closer to where she belonged. Or, so she thought.
She picked up her cell phone, and dialed a familiar number, her fingers going to the exact buttons, memorizing them.
"Hello?" A muffled voice said.
"Hey..."
"Rachel? How are you?"
"Good. In Florida now."
"Aw, really baby? That's great! Close to Orlando?"
"Nah, just crossed the line. We'll be there in a few hours though."
"Emma ok?"
"She's asleep."
"Aw...well, i'm gonna let ya go so you won't bother her okay? I'll see you when you get here. I can't wait. Love ya."
"Mhm, you too. See ya soon." Rachel hung up her phone, and slipped it back into her bag.
~~~~~~~~~~ :::two hours later:::
Ross was sitting in Central Perk. Drinking coffee. Again. Chandler, and Monica were sitting around, talking amongst themselves, as Ross and his own mind seemed to be having their own conversations.
"Why did she leave?" He asked aloud, although not meaning to.
"Honey, you're really tore up about this." Monica said, concerningly.
"I miss Emma."
"And...Rachel?" Chandler asked, trying to drag Ross on into admitting the truth.
"Yes, okay...I do miss Rachel."
"She's just been gone for a day Ross...Give her some time, okay?" Chandler reasoned.
"Yeah...I guess you are right."
"I'm always right. I'm the king." Chandler nodded, cooly.
Monica hit him playfully, and rolled her eyes. They began a meaningless conversation, as Ross just sort of tuned them out.
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:::four hours later:::
Rachel reached the sign that read Orlando. Yet another road sign. She was sick of them, and ready to reach her destination. She realized she almost was there, and let out a sigh.
"Emma, Em, ya ok?" She said kind of loud, making sure she could hear her.
Emma let out a friendly sound, and Rachel turned around smiling at her.
"You're such a pretty little girl." She said, sweetly. "I love you so much."
Rachel smiled nicely, as she reached a subdivision. Turning into the road, she took a deep breath. "501..502..503..504..okay" she took a deep breath, stating the house numbers to herself. "505..We're here."
She turned in the driveway, the gates on the outside opening as the car pulled to a stop, closer to the house.
It was brick, three stories, with a pool in the back, fountains in the front, shubbery all around. "Wow.." She whispered in awe to herself. She'd never saw his house before, much less one this big.
She got out, stretching her legs, as she opened the door to the back unlocking Emma's carseat.
"RACH!!!" He smiled, as a tall-dark figure came walking toward her.
"Joel..." She said, taking a deep breath and smiling, he approached her as she jumped into his arms, into an embrace she'd missed.
Ross looked out the window, seeing the sun begin to rise. He hadn't gotten any sleep that night, and he was kind of realizing that this wasn't the best thing that could happen to him.
Why? She took Emma. She's gone. He doesn't know where she is. He doesn't know when she will be back.
He shrugged, and thought that he might as well get up. Walking into the kitchen he went to the coffee pot, pouring a cup.
The warm coffee aroma tingled his nose, as it burned the back of his throat, as he swallowed it down.
~~~~~~~~~
Rachel drove past another road sign, yawning, and thinking as she looked back at Emma, sleeping in her car seat.
Damn me...I'm such a fucking evil bitch. Why? She shook her head. She felt as if she was doing the wrong thing. Going the wrong way. Doing everything wrong. And she was. She'd lied to Ross. Her baby's father. The man she once loved. The man that once loved her. Everything's complicated.
Rachel passed the WELCOME TO FLORIDA road sign, as she sighed, realizing she was closer and closer to where she belonged. Or, so she thought.
She picked up her cell phone, and dialed a familiar number, her fingers going to the exact buttons, memorizing them.
"Hello?" A muffled voice said.
"Hey..."
"Rachel? How are you?"
"Good. In Florida now."
"Aw, really baby? That's great! Close to Orlando?"
"Nah, just crossed the line. We'll be there in a few hours though."
"Emma ok?"
"She's asleep."
"Aw...well, i'm gonna let ya go so you won't bother her okay? I'll see you when you get here. I can't wait. Love ya."
"Mhm, you too. See ya soon." Rachel hung up her phone, and slipped it back into her bag.
~~~~~~~~~~ :::two hours later:::
Ross was sitting in Central Perk. Drinking coffee. Again. Chandler, and Monica were sitting around, talking amongst themselves, as Ross and his own mind seemed to be having their own conversations.
"Why did she leave?" He asked aloud, although not meaning to.
"Honey, you're really tore up about this." Monica said, concerningly.
"I miss Emma."
"And...Rachel?" Chandler asked, trying to drag Ross on into admitting the truth.
"Yes, okay...I do miss Rachel."
"She's just been gone for a day Ross...Give her some time, okay?" Chandler reasoned.
"Yeah...I guess you are right."
"I'm always right. I'm the king." Chandler nodded, cooly.
Monica hit him playfully, and rolled her eyes. They began a meaningless conversation, as Ross just sort of tuned them out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
:::four hours later:::
Rachel reached the sign that read Orlando. Yet another road sign. She was sick of them, and ready to reach her destination. She realized she almost was there, and let out a sigh.
"Emma, Em, ya ok?" She said kind of loud, making sure she could hear her.
Emma let out a friendly sound, and Rachel turned around smiling at her.
"You're such a pretty little girl." She said, sweetly. "I love you so much."
Rachel smiled nicely, as she reached a subdivision. Turning into the road, she took a deep breath. "501..502..503..504..okay" she took a deep breath, stating the house numbers to herself. "505..We're here."
She turned in the driveway, the gates on the outside opening as the car pulled to a stop, closer to the house.
It was brick, three stories, with a pool in the back, fountains in the front, shubbery all around. "Wow.." She whispered in awe to herself. She'd never saw his house before, much less one this big.
She got out, stretching her legs, as she opened the door to the back unlocking Emma's carseat.
"RACH!!!" He smiled, as a tall-dark figure came walking toward her.
"Joel..." She said, taking a deep breath and smiling, he approached her as she jumped into his arms, into an embrace she'd missed.